The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 146
Episode 146: This is a bit cheap.
‘Five seconds is enough to kill this guy.’
Contrary to the initial intention to stop at suppressing the opponent.
Madness began to take over his body.
“…What!?”
Even before, it was overwhelming in terms of speed and power.
A movement that went one step further was impossible to respond to at all.
Kwasik!
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il’s huge hand, dominated by madness, grasped the armor man’s helmet with one hand.
And then he started to put strength on the hand holding the helmet.
Crackling….
“Save me…”
The helmet made of thick iron plate is crushed.
Just before the man’s head inside the helmet exploded.
“Stop!”
Behind the armor man.
Another voice was heard.
‘…Oops.’
It was Corporal Jeon Gwang-il who heard that voice and quickly tried to relax his hand.
“Kkeuk keuk.”
It was a little late before the hand heard the command.
His hands dig into his helmet.
It won’t be long before the flesh inside is crushed.
Pop!
Someone screaming came running at great speed.
I swung the baton in my hand and knocked his hand away.
At the same time.
Someone pulled Corporal Jeon Gwang-il’s neck.
“Huh, heh. “Huh…”
It happened almost at the same time.
In any case, thanks to this, the man was able to save his life.
A man breathing heavily at the thought that if he had been just a little bit late, he would have died.
‘What have I done?’
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il looked down at his hands and took a step back.
Not only has he lost his senses, he is trying to kill an innocent person.
“Gwangil.”
Let’s turn around when we hear the voice.
The person who pulled him up.
Sergeant Shin Young-jun’s face was visible.
“Sergeant Shin.”
It’s not enough that I failed at the subject I was asked to trust.
I almost did something irreversible.
It was Corporal Jeon Gwang-il, who bowed his head in guilt.
“Good job.”
Contrary to expectations that it would be to blame.
Shin Young-jun smiles lightly, pats his shoulder, and mutters in a low voice.
“It’s a little unfortunate that I made a mistake at the end, but it was actually my fault… I saw something good thanks to you.”
“yes? “What is that?”
“There is such a thing. Anyway, well done. “I’m resting.”
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il was puzzled and had no choice but to move back.
While Shin Young-jun and Jeon Gwang-il are having a conversation like that.
“You’re hurt a lot. “Are you okay?”
“I’m sorry. “Because I don’t have enough strength.”
“done.”
The two men in armor were also sorting out the situation in their own way.
A man who appeared late placed his hand on the man’s body.
A cloud of white light poured over him and healed his wounds.
‘healer! Are you an awakened priest?’
Legion medic.
It was a similar phenomenon to what happens when middle water is treated.
but.
‘Considering that, the movement to stop the fight was unusual.’
Just as the movements of the armored man fighting Corporal Jeon Gwang-il were unusual.
The power contained in the baton technique that struck away the hand that was trying to crush his head was also considerable.
Rather than a priest.
Probably a job that can combine combat and healing.
‘…A paladin or something.’
When Sergeant Youngjun Shin observes the situation like that.
The commercial association came forward to provide an explanation.
“These are not deserters! Soldiers from real military bases….”
“Real soldiers. Who knows that all military units have been annihilated? It is a known fact that deserted soldiers carry guns and commit all kinds of evil acts… Even though I lost, if only I had the strength!”
“no. for a moment.”
The man who was fighting with Corporal Jeon Gwang-il angrily retorted.
A man who appeared behind him interrupted the conversation.
“Those people. “It looks like it came from the south.”
“yes? ah. “I guess so.”
“okay. When you think of the south, doesn’t anything come to mind?”
“…?”
“…I would have talked about it during the last meeting. “There are rumors that a large military unit survives in the south.”
“ah.”
About that story.
A man nodding his head with a blank expression.
“Whew. It’s obvious. “I was just pretending to listen.”
“That’s it. sorry.”
“done. Emergency treatment is over. Just in case, get additional treatment later.”
The man who was fighting with Jeon Gwang-il retreats.
The man who had broken up the fight stepped forward and spoke in a polite voice.
“If my prediction is correct, they seem to be from the rumored military unit.”
“yes! yes! “That’s right, it’s from there!”
“I understood that they were not deserters. then.”
A man takes off his helmet and continues talking.
A helmet that completely covered the face.
What came out of it was….
‘….’
Not a single strand of hair was visible.
He was an older man with a neat bald head.
These were people who momentarily had the thought ‘How did that happen…’ that passed through their minds.
It was immediately apparent that this was far from the case.
“May I ask why you came to our temple?”
“Oh yeah. Actually, I’d like to propose a deal… Yes?”
Now that the situation had calmed down, it was a commercial meeting that wanted to get to the point.
He paused as if he noticed something strange.
“What did you just say?”
“I asked why you came to our temple.”
A temple.
That means that bald man.
‘He’s a monk.’
Being a monk itself can be like that.
These people are located in the mountains.
Unless it’s a military base in the mountains like ours.
There are few forces that can settle in such a deep mountain valley.
‘It’s no wonder that they are actually monks at the temple.’
but.
After hearing the story, I turned my head and looked at the merchant.
Because there was one part I couldn’t believe.
That person is a monk.
If this is a temple.
“Mr. Sanghyup. “No way.”
“….”
“Are you suggesting we sell beef jerky at a temple?”
You crazy guy.
* * *
Although I don’t know much about business.
There is a common sense in trading that even I know.
‘supply and demand.’
If you’re trying to sell something.
First of all, there has to be someone to buy it.
They tried to sell beef jerky at a temple where meat-eating was prohibited.
This means that only supply will be provided where demand is zero.
“…Are you a merchant?”
“That… that’s strange. “There was no mention of a temple in the information I had.”
“….”
Come to think of it.
I already said that there was no information about this force.
‘Now that I think about it, this guy isn’t even level 10 yet.’
Occupation: ‘Beginner Merchant.’
The characteristics it possesses are probably of the lowest level.
‘I had to think about the fact that even if one is skilled in acquiring information, there are limits.’
Anyway, that’s true.
Isn’t it a bit too much to sell beef jerky in a temple?
Sang-hyeop looked even more embarrassed than me.
‘no. Could it be okay?’
This is the world.
They probably don’t have enough food over there either.
If you want to survive, you might want to buy meat, excluding at least one golden fowl.
In terms of probability, it would be quite high.
‘what. There’s no need to worry so much.’
As for upward mobility, it only goes so far.
It’s okay if it works, but if it doesn’t, it’s okay.
The main goal is alliance.
It was actually not a bad situation that way.
‘Gwangil did a good job.’
Thanks to Gwangil’s sincere efforts to push his opponent, Armor Man had to do his best.
‘The last time I turned on the madness, I felt a little cold.’
It’s a force that cannot be controlled.
Moreover, if you look into the cause, the problem is that I turned him into a berserker.
‘It’s not something to blame Gwangil for.’
Rather, it was not possible to respond to Gwangil, who was in a state of madness.
Because that was helpful in understanding the opponent’s strength.
‘It’s quite strong.’
Of course, the man who fought Gwangil was also strong.
More important than that was the bald monk who appeared behind him.
‘Movement when pushing Gwangil. It was anything but ordinary.’
Even compared to the man who fought before, his movements were much more overwhelming.
It’s not just about having high stats.
The feeling of using some ‘technology’ that we don’t know about.
I don’t know what position those two people are in this organization.
If people of that caliber are average.
It is not a lie to say that it may be an organization comparable to us.
“What a deal. “What kind of deal do you mean?”
“that is. “I brought some food with me.”
Let the merchant speak.
“food…!”
In particular, the monk’s eyes widened when it came to food.
Unable to hide his surprise, he quickly looked around.
After confirming that there was no one around except them.
He looked at the merchant again and asked.
“that word. “Is it real?”
“Yes. But this is a bit of a problem-”
“…Then.”
He seemed to be thinking about something, but then he opened his mouth.
“Just in case, you should return your weapon.”
“That means.”
“…I will guide you to the head monk. instead!”
instead?
“Please keep the topic of food a secret until you meet the head monk.”
* * *
The unit members all put down their weapons.
A force we don’t know much about.
Giving up weapons was a bit of a risky decision, though.
“No matter what, we cannot allow people with weapons to enter.”
From their perspective, it would be difficult to bring armed soldiers inside.
We decided to make a concession on our part.
“Here it is.”
“…That’s a really big glove.”
So, one by one, they returned their weapons.
After Gwangil in front of me finished returning the car, it was my turn.
“Here it is.”
“hmm? Are these all the weapons?”
“yes.”
What I gave him.
It was a pistol.
“It’s a pistol. Well, if you have a gun, any other armament would just be an inconvenience.”
“You must return it. As you may know, it is an item issued by a military unit.”
“Do not worry.”
Of course, my real weapon is not a pistol like that.
All kitchen knives were placed in the shadows.
‘It’s a good thing I always carry a pistol.’
I know what’s going on inside.
Because I can’t give up my weapons either.
After returning the weapon.
My unit members and I were able to enter the temple.
As we climbed the mountain, we saw a wide wall reinforced with various materials.
Even people in armor walking around near the wall.
Go past them and beyond the temple gate.
When I saw the scenery inside, I couldn’t help but be a little surprised.
‘…Why are there so many people?’
Walking around the temple.
A huge number of people.
Was it originally a famous temple?
It was a temple that boasted a fairly large site, but was that not enough?
People were living in tents everywhere.
‘If I had known this would happen, would I have brought a military chaplain?’
Now, he has awakened to become a priest and memorizes prayers like ‘God…’.
Our unit chaplain.
Jungsu was originally a Buddhist.
I wonder if a temple this big would know something about it.
It’s a shame I couldn’t bring you.
Let me and my unit members be amazed by the people.
“…I guess it’s surprising that there are so many people.”
“ah. yes. little.”
“Because there are many cases where nearby survivors ask for protection. “I accepted it all and this is what happened.”
It didn’t look good though.
Still, there are this many people.
I said with honest admiration.
“That’s amazing.”
“Amazing?”
huh?
“That’s right. What a number of people. Doesn’t that mean you’ve built up quite a large force? “I just meant it was purely awesome.”
“…ah. indeed. “You might think so.”
What can I say?
The monk’s reaction was a bit subtle.
I slowly turned my head.
The expression had darkened considerably.
‘what?”
As a result of watching Gwangil fight in Sanmun.
They are learning something like an unidentified technology.
Perhaps each and every member of the organization is quite strong.
‘And if there are a lot of people… wouldn’t that be a good thing?’
I wonder if there is a reason for his expression to darken.
“Hmm.”
Without even having time to properly ask.
He cleared his throat and walked faster.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for small talk. Tell the story to the head monk as quickly as possible…”
That moment.
“Monk Seungju!”
From far away.
Someone saw our direction and started running.
“I was trying to hurry just in case something like this happened…”
The monk who saw the person’s face frowned and muttered.
“…Jinsu’s father.”
“Monk Seungju. Who are those people behind you? Also, to increase the number of outsiders…”
The thing blocking the monk and us was a large middle-aged man.
When he looked at us, his eyes widened and he shouted.
“Military uniform…? no way. Are you bringing deserters into the temple!?”
“It’s not like that. Please calm down.”
“Calm down. “Do you think I’m calm now!?”
A man yells and argues with a monk.
“It’s still a question of whether people will starve to death or not. Bring more people here!? And deserters!?”
When I saw that, I felt a little puzzled.
As my level increased, I became accustomed to things like magical powers.
A gentleman named Seungsu Lee guided us.
‘It’s quite a high level.’
Also, the man who fought with Gwangil earlier was polite.
I expected him to be a person of quite high status among the awakened.
How can you be so strong towards such a monk?
Is that guy really that great? I wanted to, but.
[Food material identification (enhanced)]
[Hong Jeong-su]
[Primates – Human species]
[Freshness – Good]
There was no other information.
in other words.
I’m not saying I’m an awakened person.
‘…hmm.’
That moment.
Anxiety passing through my mind.
I looked around, concentrating my magic as much as possible.
A lot of people settled in the temple.
Among them…
there were very few signs that felt like awakened people.
If the strength of those I met at the mountain gate was strong, it would not have been difficult to increase the number of awakened people.
This number.
Memories of right after ‘Day of Destruction’ came to mind.
Memories of the time when I was running around trying to wake up all my unit members.
-If there is a case where even one person does not wake up and gets over it, there will be a bunch of people who insist that they can’t do it themselves.
at that time.
Even the conversation I had with Minjae.
-There may be friction between awakened soldiers and non-awakened soldiers. If such discord arises, it will eventually lead to division. Then…
-The unit will become weaker.
A monk who appears to be a fairly powerful awakened person.
The monk was worried that someone else would catch him.
A middle-aged man yelling at a monk while pointing a point at him.
Even countless non-awakened people watched with their arms folded.
“This is a bit cheap.”
That too.
It was very cheap.